Good as gold | Hopekook

Five

Mr. Jeon's POV

I drove back to my office angrily, my knuckles turning white at my aggressively tight grip on the wheel. I sped through the lights and dodged cars. Why the fuck would I do that?

Hoseok's POV

"Why the fuck would he do that?" I asked Jimin, sitting on my sofa and eating ice cream. After getting home, I felt unsafe and invited my best friend, Jimin, to come over.
"Maybe he was just being considerate?" He said, but his face dropped like he had said something wrong as he looked at my twisted expression.
"Are you joking? He is the world's most dangerous mafia gangster leader! Why would he just be considerate?!" I exclaimed, dropping my spoon in my bowl. I suddenly felt dizzy and closed my eyes, rubbing my temples.

Mr. Jeon's POV

I suddenly felt dizzy and closed my eyes, rubbing my temples. None of this made sense. Why did I even do that? He was just a one time use at a strip club.
"Stop thinking about it, Kook. It was a mistake. Everyone makes mistakes." Mark said, feeling only a smidge sympathetic for me.
"Fuck you." I slammed my fist down on my desk, seething.
"Kook." He said, trying to get my attention. I refused.
"Get my car ready! I'm going to have some fun." I yelled, standing up and grabbing Mark's shoulder. "You're coming with." I smirked.
"Fine. Take your frustration out on that. Such a brilliant idea." Mark groaned, following me outside the building and into the car.
"Oh, I will."

Hoseok's POV

"Oh, I will." I smiled, setting my bowl down on the table and turning on a chick-flick. Jimin got comfortable as we curled up together on the sofa.
"This is my favorite movie, Seokie!" He was very giddy. I thought he was so adorable. Namjoon was a very lucky man.
"I know, Minnie! That's why I picked it, duh!" I giggled and wrapped the blanket around us. I thought a lot about how all the people around me had someone else in their lives and I suddenly started to feel lonely. Jimin and Namjoon, Youngjae and Jackson, even BamBam has Yugyeom. I started to feel like the odd one out.

Mr. Jeon's POV

I started to feel like the odd one out. All of the gangs leaders had someone by their sides, even if it was just a fuck buddy. Were they right? Should I really find myself a boy toy? It would really help me release tension and anger, so maybe. I need some time to think.

Hoseok's POV

I need some time to think. I don't know why he said that. He doesn't share what? He thinks I am a toy? But he held me so nicely, maybe he has a softer side to him? Ugh, what am I thinking. There is no way. I was just a one time use to him, just like every other stripper at the club. I need to sleep.

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